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Drug Squad Ain't got nothing to declare My luggage in my hand I greet the customs man No sir got nothing to declare He waves me down to stop (is it my character) I know I didn't jump no queue so what he want me for He escorts me to the private room Mercy gone I've met my doom it was Drug Squad Ain't got nothing to declare A hound dog was released from his chains He sniffed me all over Customs officer what on earth you searching me for I hope this ain't no joke Wasting my time looking for dope Officer I can't afford to take that chance oh no! Drug Squad Dem had me in a corner Stripped to my birthday suit Backed off my jacket emptied my pocket They found it stashed away in my big boots Woe I got busted Drug Squad cop shop I blew it they knew it How did they find I wonder I wonder My ganja How did they find out. |
